Simon drove through the streets of Los Angeles in his silver Ferrari. Initially his goal was just to take a ride in the car, but then he got lost on the city streets.

He sighs, annoyed, parking the car to try to locate himself, he wants to go back to the hotel where he was staying. Tomorrow he had more social and business meetings.

Simon takes out a cigarette and lights it, looking out the window. He sees a young man sitting on a staircase, and waves to him to ask for directions. "Hey."